Ghostface k**ah - Angels (Original) lyrics

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Ghostface k**ah - Angels (Original) lyrics

[Intro: Ghostface k**ah] Yea, that's right It's not a Hardy Boy mystery neither This is real sh** This sh** come on right after Hart to Hart y'all No doubt, 7 o'clock Fantasy Island This episode is "d**h to a Brooklyn Man" This is Toney's Angels [Ghostface k**ah] Ayo, it was 3 white b**hes who worked for Toney Starks Undercover agents far beyond narc's Amazed by their beauty marks Wonderwoman bracelets, knee-high boots that was made by Clark's My dick got hard on how they spoke and sh** Every language was music to the kid as if If I was modern day King Midas Doreen, Sky, and Kelly Starks Angels, Shaolin's Finest Though it happened in the streets of Brooklyn Plus I played the whip real low Cuz my face was woofin' My Angels jetted outta Albee Square Gun out, wrapped in they hair Kinda crowded so they clapped in the air Chase a n***a down, block for blocks Squeezin' Glocks These Mami's real anxious to blow of his top He's a rapist, murderer, convict, burglar The more they ran, the more they skirts got dirtier Sendin' shots like Check Day FedEx Express way **Boom!, Bow!, Bing!** You heard the gun play *Who shot the duck out the window*? Mr. Lee said *Three pay now, you f**in' weed head* We can stop the fire, the suspect, he's dead Then I pulled up - "Come on girls to Club Med" [MF Doom] Stay tuned - The Villain Threes Company Don't Sleep Pt. 1 2 Brown sisters a**isted the Villain Doom He woked up, stoked like they was still in the room Freed his right arm and leg It was more like a sweep Loosened his other leg, arm, head and rose to his feet Staggerin' except for the socks and mask naked Grabbed up the boxers, fussin', pissed and Checkin' for the keys, stacked A robbery expected, yet nothing obvious is missing Recollectin' now why Hollywood hotties Stepped in Giuseppe Zanotti, personal nurse's Chanel purses, she ok? shottie Chased Patrice with Thai iced teas She drive wild nice to Veggie Fried Rice Spicy Told the Hoes "I don't feel so well, my belly" Rolled down Melrose, "Drive me to the Telly" "Ya'll go'head and get the L's, and get back, I be 'k" Feelin' woozy, no oozy, who's seen the lobby? Ray Peace! peace to man, change 100, stop and look Naw! Whoops! Left a knot in her pocketbook Elevator slow, "is I'm that careless?" Entered the room and fell flat on the terrace Woke up, dag, who bound and gagged 'em? Got 'em for 2 out of 3 packed bags Magnum Each gram of Villain s**m streets worth a G The part of Mr. Furley was played by Charlie Murphy [Outro: Ghostface k**ah] & (MF Doom) f** Charlie, that's right y'all We go get back out there on the scene Kelly you go get me some p**y (To be Continued) You know what you gon' do You too Dorien You lil fat a** can't get away neither and sh** Uh huh, that's right yea I'm call The Theodore n***as Swat Team alert and sh** Uh huh, yea that's right Sky you can't hide baby, you got the best head n***a Word up, This real Angels sh**, y'all my b**hes Toney Bosley in this b**h n***a, word up Give me back my boots, motherf**ers